[Hook：YG]You broke – shut upDon't talk to me, get your bread upAnd we used to fuck but I got fed upWe eatin'...All my, all my fetaYou broke – shut upDon't talk to me, get your bread upAnd we used to fuck but I got fed upWe eatin'...All my, all my feta

[Verse 1: YG]You won't rap, that fuckin' throwbackI'm some crackYou ain't gotta be a scientist to know thatBeen to that money, nothin' before thatBitch I'll do you dirty, dirty like a floor matYeah I'm tired of hearin' about what you needI'm tired of preparin' for your weeksI'm tired of you fuckin' me, tryin' to get pregnantKnowin' if you had a baby you'll say you fuckin' couldn't help itI be ridin' through the city bumpin' 2 ChainzI ain't worried 'bout the police, I got two namesKeep the sharp 'cause sometimes you gotta do thingsShe give away that pussy like loose changeTryna have a nigga baby, the ceiling never...This ain't recess, bitch you know I don't play-playJust bought a... just took a vacayNigga you too broke, you need to call Triple A, eh?

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[Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle]How you fuck for cash but you not a ho?And how I'm gon' respect you if your pockets broke?On your rap sheet a whole lot of brosIt's a clinic on Western but you out of doughYou're broke, your pussy stink, you borrow clothesLost the little guap that you had playin' with your noseI dedicate this to my last bitchSwear I got cash and started actin' like a...Catch up, keep up, Cutlass with the beat upI be buyin' pounds, so naw we can't peace upRollie with the crown, bet you wanna fuck the king, huh?It's money over bitches, never fuck this thing upShe still fainted when she seen usI'm a Grade A nigga, youse a C+I got a room a got a broom, bitch, clean upHit the blade, and play my fee up